A fairy tale is an excellent assistant in the education of schoolchildren and adults. Anyone can awaken their imagination and come up with their own story. The main thing is to awaken your creative spirit a little. This can be done in the process of communication, asking each other questions. It is always interesting to compose your own fairy tale - after all, this is a story in which the author chooses the events and characters himself.

Below are examples of fairy tales invented by schoolchildren about animals.

The story of the Wolf who stopped eating sheep

Let's consider an invented fairy tale about animals about a Wolf who became kind. Once upon a time there was a very hungry year in the forest. The poor Wolf had nothing to eat. He hunted day and night, and ran around all the gardens and gardens - nowhere did he get food. Even last year’s apples in the garden behind the lake were all eaten by the emaciated Elk. There was a village nearby, and the Wolf got into the habit of eating sheep. The villagers could not do anything about the starving Wolf, and decided to destroy him.

And the Wolf had a little friend - the Arctic fox, who always gladly helped him in exchange for prey. One evening the Arctic fox hid under the table in the house of one of the villagers and began to listen. The invented tale about animals continues with the peasants holding a meeting and discussing how they will destroy the Wolf. It was decided to organize a raid with dogs and hunt down the hungry forest dweller.

Help from a friend

The Arctic fox found out about the hunters' plans and reported to the Wolf. The wolf says to him: “It’s good that you told me this news. Now I have to hide from angry hunters. Here you go, here’s part of my spoils today for your help to the poor Wolf.” The Arctic fox took a piece of the sheep's leg that the Wolf offered and went home. This small animal was independent and wise.

Wolf Problem

An invented fairy tale about animals introduces the reader to further events. Poor Wolf felt sad. He didn’t want to leave his native land, but what could he do if the offended peasants decided so? He sat near the cold pond. The winter sun was already approaching its zenith. The Wolf became hungry - the gray one ate the remains of the prey last night. But he decided not to go to the village - the peasants would instantly catch him there. The Wolf thought his heavy thoughts and wandered around the lake. And then he sees a dog’s skin lying on the frozen shore. He put it on and headed to the village to get some fresh lamb for lunch.

The Wolf approached the village. No one noticed that a hungry predator was running down the street with its tail between its legs. Here the gray one makes his way into the sheepfold. Before he had time to catch even one sheep, the mistress came out and threw a bowl of porridge to the Wolf, mistaking him for a dog. The wolf ate the porridge and found it very tasty.

This fictional tale about animals ended well. The next time, the cunning neighbor's goats snuck into this yard and began to pluck the cabbage. The wolf decided to thank the inhabitants of the house and drove the goats away. Only while he was driving them away did the dog's skin fall off of him. But no one began to reproach him. And from then on the Wolf moved from the forest to the house, stopped eating sheep and switched to porridge. And when his friend the Arctic Fox came to visit him, he treated him to his lunch.

Tale of the Fox

A fairy tale about animals invented by children is always a good story. Let's look at another example of a story that will serve as inspiration. Once upon a time there lived a lonely Fox in the forest near a lake. Nobody wanted to marry her. She was very cunning and sneaky, and all the animals knew about it. They matched her with the Wolf, the Hare, and even the Bear. Nobody wanted to take such a bride. After all, she would have taken over the entire household and left nothing for anyone.

The Fox realized that she would remain a girl. Only she had no idea why all the noble suitors were avoiding her. Then she went to the wise Owl to ask for advice. “Uh-uh, uh-uh!” - the Owl screamed on the branch. “Hey, wise mother! - The Fox turned to her in a humble, thin voice. “I wanted to ask you for advice on how I, the red Fox, can avoid being lonely.” “Okay, gossip, I’ll give you some instructions now. If you follow my advice, you will forget about sadness and melancholy and you will find yourself a groom in an instant.” “Okay, Sovushka, I’m listening to you carefully!” - answered the Fox. The interlocutor answers her: “Go, Fox, to the distant lake, to the forest, to the neighboring village. There you will see a bast hut, decorated with paints and flowers. Knock on it three times, and when the occupant of the hut comes out, ask him to spend the night. And if you’re smart enough, then sell the chicken you caught the other day, and at a higher price. This is how you will understand whether others want to do business with you.”

The redhead hits the road

A fairy tale about animals, invented by children, should also have an instructive component. The Fox was surprised by Owl's advice. I thought about it and decided to obey: who wants to while away their life in girls! So she packed her knapsack, combed her fluffy red fur coat, put on her morocco boots and set off for distant lands. She walked past a distant lake, a forest, and a neighboring village. Behind that village the forest was completely dark. She sees a bast hut standing on the edge of the forest, decorated with paints and flowers. She knocked on the door - no one answered. Then the redhead began to knock even louder, until a voice was heard from the hut: “Who is bothering me there with their noise?” - “It’s me, the red-haired gossip, coming from distant lands, looking for shelter for the night. Whoever lets me in for the night, I will sell him a good product, a rare one - a chicken of a special breed.”

How the Fox was fooled

Then the gate opened, and the owner of the bast hut, the Fox, came out. “Why, redhead, are you lost in the forest? Why didn’t you spend the night at home?” The fox answers: “I went hunting, but I hesitated in catching a purebred guinea fowl. Now it’s too late for me to return home. If you let me into the yard, I’ll sell you my loot at a good price.” “And what will your price be, gossip?” “For ten gold pieces I’ll give you the whole thing, plus a cabbage leaf,” answered the Fox. “Okay, then come in,” answered the Fox. The redhead went into the bast hut, where the stove was just flooded. And she was so exhausted that she fell asleep right there on the bench.

In the morning the Fox woke up, and meanwhile the Fox was taking care of the housework and getting ready to hunt. “What is the owl science here?” - the redhead began to think. And the Fox says to her: “Well, if you’ve had enough sleep, godfather, then drink milk from the jug to the bottom. And pack your knapsack and leave the hut - it’s time for me to go hunting.” “What about the chicken?” - asked the Fox. “And keep your prey for yourself, you see, I am a noble Fox, always ready to shelter a wanderer.”

The fox went home. Look along the road - there is no guinea fowl in her knapsack. There are no morocco boots either - she has birch bark sandals on her feet. The deceived gossip said to herself: “Why did I have to deal with this Fox?” It was then that she remembered the words of the wise Owl, and the Fox began to work on correcting her character.

The story of the Raccoon

Let's look at another short fictional tale about animals. The hero of this story is Raccoon. A snowy, cold winter has come to the forest. The animals began to prepare for the New Year. The fox took out her luxurious fiery red shawl. The hare became completely brave and began to sing New Year's songs to everyone. The fussy Wolf ran through the forest in search of a fluffy Christmas tree, but could not find it, and there was already so little time... The beavers tried to patch up their dam before the holiday. Little Mouse collected the remains of dried cheese to bake a fragrant pie for the New Year.

It is not easy to come up with a fairy tale about animals. But this task helps awaken the little writer’s imagination. All the animals, of course, loved this holiday very much and prepared gifts for each other. But there was another resident in the forest - the striped Raccoon. This December he was just visiting Aunt Enotikha and had to be in time for the festive table with his friends in time for the New Year. His aunt accompanied him for a long time, trying to feed him better, give him something to drink, and comb his striped tail properly. “It’s no good walking around with such a disheveled tail!” - the aunt said reproachfully. The raccoon knew that his aunt loved him very much, and therefore he also tried to tuck his tail properly. “Okay, Auntie, it’s time for me to go,” said the Raccoon. - Otherwise I’ll be late for the New Year’s feast. Without me, who will entertain everyone with festive ditties?” “Go, nephew,” answered the Raccoon. “I congratulate you on the upcoming New Year!”

The raccoon gave up

You can quickly come up with a children's fairy tale about animals if you give its characters the qualities of people. The main character of this fairy tale has characteristics inherent to a person. After all, people also love to celebrate the New Year. The raccoon went on the road. But while he and his aunt were combing his tail, a dark night fell. “It seems like we need to turn here...” the Raccoon thought. “Or maybe not here, but there...” The road seemed completely confusing to him. Moreover, the Moon hid behind the clouds - darkness in the forest set in, even if you gouge out your eyes.

Poor Raccoon got completely lost. There are only a few hours left until the New Year. He ran and ran and fell into an icy ditch. “That’s it,” thinks the Raccoon. “I won’t be able to make it in time for the holiday.” He lay down at the bottom of the hole and decided to go to bed. But as soon as he closed his eyes, a little Mouse ran across him. “Stop waking me up! - said the Raccoon. “Don’t you see, I’m sleeping.” “So you’ll probably sleep through the whole holiday,” answered the Mouse in a squeaky voice. “And I’m not going to the holiday. I don't need him, okay? Don't you see, I'm sleeping. Leave me alone". “I would leave you alone,” says the Mouse, “but I’m collecting the remains of cheese for a New Year’s pie in my underground passages, and you’re lying right across my road.” She said - and ducked into the hole.

The end of the fairy tale about the Raccoon

A short fairy tale about animals, invented by children, should contain an instructive moment - after all, with the help of a fairy tale, a child learns to distinguish between good and evil, good and bad. In this tale, the main character learns his lesson at the end of the story. The Raccoon was left alone again. “I don’t need this New Year,” he began to grumble. - I’m fine without your holidays. I’ll sit here in the pit and warm myself. And then, you see, enough snow will fall for me to get out. And there are a lot of branches here to make a shelter for the night.” But, of course, the Raccoon didn’t like to miss the New Year’s celebration. He argued and argued with himself for half an hour, and finally decided to ask the Mouse for help.

It is better if fairy tales about animals invented by schoolchildren (5th grade) have a good ending. He approached the earthen mouse passage and began to call: “Mouse! Mouse! I changed my mind. I would still really like to go to New Year’s.” The mouse appeared right then and there and said: “Will you sing funny ditties at the holiday, or will you start grumbling again?” “No, of course,” answered the striped Raccoon. “I will entertain my friends and rejoice myself, I just want to get to the feast!” Then the Mouse called her goddaughters - ten little mice, and ordered them to go upstairs through the underground passages and grab a strong twine. The goddaughters got up, lowered the rope to the Raccoon and quickly got the poor fellow out of the hole. Of course, they eat delicious Swiss cheese, and it gives them a lot of strength!

The Raccoon climbed to the surface and began to help the Mouse bake a pie. Together they managed to bake such a huge cake for the festival that they managed to feed all the animals. And the Raccoon realized that he needed to be kinder.

Algorithm for creating history

Usually the time when children are asked to come up with a fairy tale about animals is 5th grade. You can compose a fairy tale using a special template. It consists of the following points.

1. Time of action. For example, “a long time ago”, “in 3035”.
2. Place of events.“In the Far Far Away Kingdom”, “on the Moon”.
3. Description of the main character. Since the task is to come up with a fairy tale about animals (literature, 5th grade is a subject for which students receive it at home), the main characters here should be representatives of the animal world.
4. The person who opposes the hero. These could be evil forces or enemies.
5. The main event that happened to the character. What happened for the main character and his opponent to come face to face?
6. Actions of the main character's assistants.
7. The final event of the tale.

Fairy tales invented by schoolchildren (5th grade) are one of the best literature homework assignments that children will enjoy. The talent of a storyteller is not born on its own. We need to work on its development. That is why students receive such homework assignments, with the help of which they can develop their imagination.

A TALE ABOUT THOUGHTS

In the city of Bimbograd, a tree grew in the central square. A tree is like a tree - the most ordinary. Trunk. Bark. Branches. Leaves. And yet it was magical, because Thoughts lived on it: Smart, Kind, Evil, Stupid, Cheerful and even Wonderful.

Every morning with the first rays of the sun, Thoughts woke up, did exercises, washed themselves and scattered around the city.

They flew to Tailors and Postmen, Doctors and Drivers, Builders and Teachers. They hurried to schoolchildren and very young children who were just learning to walk. Thoughts flew to serious bulldogs and curly-haired lapdogs, to cats, pigeons and aquarium fish.

Therefore, from early morning, all the inhabitants of the city: people, cats, dogs, pigeons - everyone did different things. Smart or stupid. Good or evil.

The thoughts had a lot of work to do, especially the Cheerful, Smart and Kind ones. They had to be in time everywhere and visit everyone, not forget anyone: neither big nor small. “In our city,” they often said, “there should be as much jokes, joy, smiles and fun as possible.”

And they flew over large avenues and small streets, over long squares and huge squares, ahead of their harmful relatives: Stupid, Evil and Boring Thoughts.

How upset Smart, Cheerful and Kind Thoughts once were when bad weather came to their city. She brought with her a cold wind, covered the sky with black, shaggy clouds and dumped stinging rain on the squares and streets of Bimbograd. Bad weather sent city residents home. Kind, Cheerful and Smart Thoughts were very upset. But their harmful sisters, Evil and Stupid, on the contrary, were happy. “Now that it’s cold and damp,” they thought, “no one will have fun. We will quarrel with everyone, even the kindest and most affectionate.” This is how the evil ones reasoned when they went to the residents of the city.

But they rejoiced in vain. The harmful sisters forgot that another Thought lives on the tree - their distant relative, Wonderful Thought.A wonderful thought did not often come to the residents of the city. But if she visited someone, miracles began to happen in the city. Important Engineers remembered their childhood and arranged colorful fireworks and salutes. And the Cooks and Confectioners amazed the city residents with such cakes and pastries that even Architects and Artists gasped: “That’s it,” they exclaimed, “let’s sign up to become Confectioners!”

On that rainy, cloudy day, Wonderful Thought thought for a long time about who she should come to, and decided that she had not been to the Merry Shoemaker for a long time. The Cheerful Shoemaker was indeed a cheerful man. But on this day he was sad. The bad weather spoiled his mood.

But as soon as Wonderful Thought looked into his workshop, the face of the Cheerful Shoemaker became cheerful again. The master took out a brush, and soon the shoes became lilac and red, the cornflowers and daisies he had painted bloomed on the heels, and the socks were decorated with butterflies and dragonflies.

He worked tirelessly, and only when the last black shoe turned lilac did he put down his brush and go outside.

"Hey! - he shouted. Children of Bimbograd, I need you! The city needs you! Run here and we will defeat the bad weather!”

And soon boys and girls, dressed in colorful shoes, boots, slippers and boots, walked through the streets and squares. In multi-colored - blue, red, yellow - puddles, a black cloud was reflected and turned into a blue, red, yellow cloud. And when the last cloud turned into a lilac cloud, the bad weather passed.

Vashchenko Maria. 5-V

GOOD TALE

Once upon a time there lived different vegetables in the garden. Onions also grew among these vegetables. He was very clumsy, fat and unkempt. He had a lot of clothes, and they were all unbuttoned. He was very bitter, and whoever did not approach him, everyone cried. Therefore, no one wanted to be friends with onions. And only the beautiful, slender red pepper treated it well, because it itself was also bitter.

Onion grew up in the garden and dreamed of doing something good.

Meanwhile, the owner of the garden caught a cold and could not care for the vegetables. The plants began to dry out and lose their beauty.

And then the vegetables remembered the healing properties of onions and began to ask him to cure their mistress. Onion was very happy about this: after all, he had long dreamed of a good deed.

He cured the owner of the garden and thereby saved all the vegetables, which were grateful to him for this.

The onion forgot all the insults, and the vegetables began to be friends with it.

Matroskin Igor. 5th grade

CHAMOMILE

A chamomile grew in one garden. She was beautiful: large white petals, a yellow heart, carved green leaves. And everyone who looked at her admired her beauty. The birds sang songs to her, the bees collected nectar, the rains watered her, and the sun warmed her. And the chamomile grew to the delight of people.

But now summer has passed. Cold winds blew, birds flew away to warmer regions, trees began to shed yellow leaves. It became cold and lonely in the garden. And only the chamomile was still as white and beautiful.

One night a strong north wind blew and frost appeared on the ground. It seemed that the flower’s fate was decided.

But the children who lived in the neighboring house decided to save the chamomile. They transplanted her into a pot, brought her into a warm house and did not leave her side all day, warming her with their breath and love. And in gratitude for their kindness and affection, the chamomile bloomed all winter, delighting everyone with its beauty.

Love and care, attention and kindness are needed not only by flowers...

Shakhveranova Leila. 5-A class

ADVENTURES OF AUTUMN LEAF

Kharchenko Ksenia. 5-A class

AUTUMN PARK

Autumn is my favorite time of year. Nature sums up the past summer. And how wonderful it is to be in the park at this time!

And here is my favorite oak forest. Mighty and majestic oak trees are preparing for a cold and long winter. Their leaves still hold tightly to the branches. And only ripe acorns fall into the yellow autumn grass.

And the Moskovka River flows very close by. Autumn nature is reflected in its water, like in a mirror. Golden leaves - like boats - float downstream. No birdsong is heard, majestic swans are nowhere to be seen. They left the park a long time ago and flew to warmer climes.

And at this time I want to say in verse:

Escaping from the northern blizzards,

In autumn, birds move south.

And we can hear the hubbub

From river reeds.

The starlings have long since flown away to the south,

And the swallows disappeared across the sea from the blizzards.

They will stay with us on rainy days

Crows, and doves, and sparrows.

They are not afraid of the harsh winter,

But everyone will wait for the return of spring.

Goodbye my park. I will look forward to seeing you after the winter blizzards and bad weather.

Klochko Victoria. 5-B class

WHO SHOWS DREAMS

Have you noticed that sometimes you dream and sometimes you don’t? I'll tell you why this happens.

On a very distant star there lives a good fairy, and this fairy has many, many daughters, little fairies. When night falls and the star on which tiny fairies live lights up, the fairy mother gives fairy tales to her daughters. And the fairy babies fly to Earth, flying into those houses where there are children.

But the little fairies do not show fairy tales to all children. They usually sit on the eyelashes of closed eyes, and since some children do not go to bed on time, fairies cannot sit on their eyelashes.

And when morning comes and the stars go out, the little fairies fly home to tell their mother who and what fairy tales they showed.

Now you know that you need to go to bed on time to see the fairy tales.

Good night!

Fisherman Ksyusha. 5-A class

CHAMOMILES IN JANUARY

The puppy Sharik and the duckling Fluff watched the snowflakes swirl outside the window and shivered from the frost.

Cold! – the puppy clicked his teeth.

In the summer, of course, it’s warmer... - said the duckling and hid his beak under his wing.

Do you want summer to come again? – Sharik asked.

Want. But that doesn't happen...

The grass was green on the leaf and little suns of daisies shone everywhere. And above them, in the corner of the picture, the real summer sun sparkled.

You came up with a good idea! - the duckling praised Sharik. - I have never seen daisies... in January. Now I don’t care about any frost.

Malyarenko E. 5-G class

GOLD AUTUMN

CHAMOMILE

A chamomile grew in one garden. She was beautiful: large white petals, a yellow heart, carved green leaves. And everyone who looked at her admired her beauty. The birds sang songs to her, the bees collected nectar, the rains watered her, and the sun warmed her. And the chamomile grew to the delight of people.

But now summer has passed. Cold winds blew, birds flew away to warmer regions, trees began to shed yellow leaves. It became cold and lonely in the garden. And only the chamomile was still as white and beautiful.

One night a strong north wind blew and frost appeared on the ground. It seemed that the flower’s fate was decided.

But the children who lived in the neighboring house decided to save the chamomile. They transplanted her into a pot, brought her into a warm house and did not leave her side all day, warming her with their breath and love. And in gratitude for their kindness and affection, the chamomile bloomed all winter, delighting everyone with its beauty.

Love and care, attention and kindness are needed not only by flowers...

Shakhveranova Leila. 5-A class

ADVENTURES OF AUTUMN LEAF

Autumn has come. It was cold, the wind was blowing. The wind tore off the leaves from the maple tree and carried it away into an unknown distance. And so he got to the very top branch and plucked the last leaf.

The leaf said goodbye to the tree and flew over the river, past the fishermen, across the bridge. He was carried so fast that he did not have time to see where he was flying.

Having flown over the houses, the leaf ended up in the park, where it saw colorful maple leaves. He immediately met one, and they flew on. At the playground, they circled the kids, rode down the slide with them, and rode on the swings.

But suddenly the sky frowned, black clouds gathered and heavy rain began to fall. The leaves were carried onto the window of a car that was parked by the road. The driver brushed them off with his windshield wipers, and they fell onto a pile of leaves on the side of the road. What a pity that the trip was short...

Kharchenko Ksenia. 5-A class

ONCE UPON A TIME AT SCHOOL

One morning I came to school and, as always, went into room No. 223. But I didn’t see my classmates in it. Harry Potter, Hermione Granger and Ron Weasley were there at that time. They learned magic, turning objects into living beings with one wave of a magic wand. I immediately closed the door because I didn't want to be turned into some kind of animal.

I went in search of my classmates and along the way I met fairy-tale characters: Uncle Fyodor, Matroskin the cat, Winnie the Pooh. But they passed by without noticing me.

Looking into another office, I saw Snow White and the seven dwarfs cleaning the classroom and laughing merrily. I also felt happy, and I moved on in a good mood.

Famous writers sat in another office: Pushkin, Nekrasov, Shevchenko, Chukovsky. They wrote poems and read them to each other. And in the drawing room, great artists discussed Roerich’s painting “Overseas Guests.” I had to carefully close the door so as not to disturb them.

Having looked into the diary, I went to the music room, where I finally met my friends. I was late for class and had to wait until the bell rang to tell them what I had seen. But after the lesson, we didn’t find anyone I met. The guys didn't believe me. And you?

Shulga Sasha. 5-A class.

UMBRELLA

Once upon a time there lived an ordinary boy. One day he was walking down the street. It was a wonderful sunny day, but suddenly the wind came and the sky was covered with clouds. It became cold and gloomy.

It is clear to everyone that children love fairy tales. Maybe not even fairy tales, but amazing stories about objects that surround a child every day. Children's mini fairy tales can be composed on the go, for example, to distract a child from his whims. Children always like short fairy tales because they have never heard them before and will listen carefully to what you tell them. Here are a few samples - short fairy tales for children.

Even if all your dad’s thoughts are occupied with a broken car, and he constantly thinks about spare parts, then even for him it will be easy to compose a fairy tale about a car that is crying from a breakdown. This topic will be very interesting for boys!

Mini fairy tale Lime Sun

A woman bought a large glass ball in a Christmas tree decorations store. She brought it home and hung it on the tree in the most visible place. All the Christmas tree decorations began to look at him with curiosity.

“Let’s get acquainted,” said the ball. - My name is Salad Sun!

All the toys laughed, and the ball continued:

- I am the most beautiful toy on the Christmas tree!

But all the other toys began to be indignant:

- Yes, you are the ugliest toy!

The ball was offended, pouted and fell silent. And on New Year’s Day, when the lights were turned off, the ball lit up with a light green light, just like the sun.

All the toys just gasped. They recognized the Lime Sun as the most beautiful toy on the Christmas tree.

Mini fairy tale Miracle Rainbow

There were seven pencils in the box: red Tuffnut, orange Cheerful, yellow Wise, green Cheerful, blue Dreamer, blue Sad, purple Kind.

The pencils tried to draw a picture, but they couldn’t do anything, because everyone wanted to draw their own. Red drew a rose, orange - an orange, yellow - the sun, green - grass, blue - the sky, blue - the sea, purple - lilac.

But then it rained and washed away all the drawings. The pencils got wet, got scared and hid under one roof. While they were waiting for the rain to stop, they chatted a lot and became friends.

Finally the rain stopped and the sun came out. We were delighted and got to work. Everyone drew a bright stripe in the sky. It turned out to be a rainbow!

Since then, after the rain, in the light of the sun, the Miracle Rainbow shines in the sky.

Mini fairy tale for boys Two friends

In one sports store there lived a hockey stick. She was very proud of the fact that she was bright yellow, tall and slender. And the stick could not understand how anyone could become interested in its neighbor on the shelf - the fat, clumsy, black Puck.

One day a boy came to the store and stopped near the rack with clubs.

- Me! Me! - the yellow beauty shouted impatiently.

And, of course, the boy took it.

- But why did he take the Puck? For what! He already took me! - Klyushka was indignant!

When the boy went to training, he took both the Puck and the Stick. And during training, the Stick tried to hit the Puck more painfully. But Puck endured it in silence, and the boy was worried that he couldn’t make friends with Puck and Stick.

And then one day the Puck quietly whispered to the Stick:

- Let's be friends!

Klyushka felt ashamed of her behavior, and she quietly replied:

At the next training session, the Stick did not hit the Puck, but threw it up, pushed it forward, wanting to help the Puck. And the Puck jumped and flew like an arrow, continuing the movement of the Stick. They were very pleased with each other.

The boy was the most happy. When Shayba and Klyushka became friends, he began to play hockey very well, and every time after the game he quietly thanked his two girlfriends for their teamwork in the game.

So the Puck Stick remained best friends.

Mini fairy tale about clothes - About the Sweater and T-shirt

One day Mike got into trouble. She was so worried that she almost cried. And all because it was her first time in the washing machine. She was twisted, spun and thrown so that the poor thing thought that she would be torn into small pieces.

But nearby, not for the first time, the old, wise Sweater was washed. He calmed little T-shirt and said:

“Soon we’ll be taken out of the washing machine, everything will be fine.” The hostess will put you on and will be very pleased with you! Be patient!

Mini tale about the kitchen - Dispute

In one kitchen, knives, forks, spoons and plates once argued among themselves which of them would be the commander. To do this you had to be the most beautiful. Knives, forks, spoons and plates were thought to be very attractive.

But one day the owners bought a new fork. It was a dazzling silver color and was packaged in a small transparent bag with a bow. Everyone envied her because they understood that such a beauty would definitely win the argument.

It's time for lunch. They unpacked the new fork and began to eat with it. She became the same as everyone else - dirty and unattractive and lay with all the other dirty dishes in the sink. Even here, in the sink, the knives, forks, spoons and plates did not stop arguing

Three old saucepans took on the role of judges. When two pans expressed their opinions, the disputants were unhappy because one pan chose the plates, and the second – the spoons. The knives and forks inflated.

And the third pan, the oldest, said:

The commander above us all is the one who looks after us. This is our hostess!

No one began to argue with the old and wise pan, because everyone understood that she was right. Since then, peace and harmony reigned in the kitchen.

Such children's mini-fairy tales are a must-have in every family; they will make communication with your child surprisingly interesting!

Come up with fun and educational stories on the go, and while walking, about any objects that surround you at the moment. Children's mini fairy tales very soon and the baby himself will begin to compose with ease, developing his imagination and thinking.

Good day, dear readers!

Fairy tales I have always loved, not only listening, but also composing. Why did I decide to write specifically about how to come up with a fairy tale yourself? First of all, like I said, I've been doing this for a long time and I absolutely love it! Why do I give advice? I didn’t send many fairy tales to the world, so to speak, but at least two of them resonated in the hearts of not only readers, but also an impartial jury. The first of them was written during a difficult period of my life, when my eldest son was very ill. It was the fairy tale “”, for which the Nestle company, which organized the fairy tale competition, gave me a washing machine for taking 1st place. Thank you them to this day! At that moment it was very, very important to me!

And today I invite you visit a fairy tale, a fairy tale invented by you!

So, what is a FAIRY TALE?

The fairy tale is a lie, but there is a hint in it, a lesson for good fellows.

A fairy tale is a fictional story in which anything can happen that is unthinkable in real life, and which, as a rule, ends well and safely!

And they lived happily ever after!

A fairy tale is a good assistant in raising a child and oneself! With the help of a fairy tale, you can not only believe, but also make magic and miracles come true...

A fairy tale can become a treasured magic wand in the hands, oh, excuse me, in the mouth of a caring mother. After all, it is the main tablet in. What is fairy tale therapy? This is fairy tale treatment. What diseases are treated by fairy tales? Fairy tales are used to treat severe and mild forms of Aprisites, Nekhochukhits and Leninites. And besides, a fairy tale is the most pleasant medicine in all medicine, which everyone will like!

Every mother, by virtue of her nature, is capable of fairy tale therapy from birth. After all, the mother intuitively knows how and in what form to teach the baby this or that life lesson. Well, why not a mother’s fairy tale: when persuading a baby not to take off his hat on the street, say that he needs to hide his ears, otherwise the prankish wind will take his ears for a while... And what will we do without ears? After all, to get them back you will have to drink bitter medicine and lie in bed all day...

Every mother in her soul (she may not even know it) is real and the best in the world storyteller.

Although, in principle, ANY PERSON CAN WRITE HIS OWN FAIRY TALE!

In order for your own fairy tale to be born, you need a little imagination, desire and time! Well, what shall we try?

Unleash your imagination.

Imagination, like talent, lies dormant in each of us. True, for some it is dormant, and for others it sleeps soundly. But this can be fixed. The main thing is to believe in your creative streak and push it a little, and then, if you wish, it will slowly move along the rails of fabulous ideas, gradually accelerating its pace.

Imagination- this is the ability to see the unusual in the ordinary, the creation of images and plots, the revival of the inanimate and unreal. Imagination works on certain raw materials, when processed, a fairy tale is born. The raw materials of imagination can be found everywhere. These can be life situations (failures and problems, successes and achievements). The source of inspiration can be paintings by artists, classical and modern music, images from the world of cinema and well-known fairy tales. Solitude with nature can awaken ideas even in the most “tired” of worldly worries.

Talking with your child can help stimulate your imagination. With leading questions, the child himself will answer what and how should happen in the fairy tale. Write a fairy tale with your children- fun and educational. After all, they have the most interesting and vivid imagination!

Unleash your imagination and bring the inanimate to life. Let the door speak, the bed begin to play before going to bed, or the road run away from under your feet...

Dream about yourself, depicting your dream in the form of a fairy tale. But! Attention! This method can bring a MIRACLE from unreality to reality and make your dream come true. So be positive!

And also awaken inspiration possible through meditation. Meditation- this is relaxation of the body in order to “release” and control your thoughts and emotions. During and after meditation, kind and gentle stories are born.

A magical mantra for inspiration will help you feel the state of flight and soaring. Fill your soul with energy, strength and inspiration.

Create a main character

The main character of the fairy tale- the core around which events and miracles revolve. The main character can be your child, either a boy or a girl, whose behavior is very reminiscent of your baby. The main character can be a favorite toy, a cartoon character, an animal or bird, a car, an ordinary cone, dishes, a table, a computer, a telephone. Anything!

Give the hero some ordinary and unusual qualities. For example, bringing a table to life is already unusual in itself, but at the same time you can still do homework on it, while traveling around the world.

Sketch a plan for a future fairy tale

That is, prepare in advance. Think about what or who your fairy tale will be about. What exactly do you want to convey to the listener? Write a plan. The plan should include:

• The beginning of the story (where? who? when?)
• Incident (what happened? conflict, problem)
• Overcoming difficulties (solving riddles, finding a way out of a situation)
• Outcome (return or other completion of the tale)

Of course, this is a very, very rough plan. Well, here is an example of a plan for the well-known fairy tale “Kolobok”:

1. Grandparents' house. Grandfather asks grandmother to bake a bun.
2. The baked bun comes to life and runs away.
3. Kolobok successfully escapes from danger in the form of a hare, wolf and bear.
4. And the old woman gets screwed, the fox outwitted the bun.

Very interesting and easy fairy tale planning can be implemented in the creation of a crumb fairy tale. Fairy tale - baby, this is a very small fairy tale, a couple of paragraphs long. A little fairy tale is invented literally on the fly. For example: little story about a balloon.

Once upon a time there was a ball. For a very long time he lay small and deflated in a large box with other similar balloons, dreaming of one day seeing bright sunlight. And then one day, he found himself in the hands of a man. The man began to inflate him. The ball began to grow, becoming bigger and bigger. He was no longer wrinkled and ugly. Now it was a big red ball, ready to fly into the sky. But the man gave it to a small child. And the baby held the ball tightly in his hand.

He liked the ball so much that he really didn’t want to play with the child. And he kept trying to escape. And then a breeze blew, and the ball, taking advantage of the opportunity, twitched and escaped from the small palms. The ball soared into the sky. And he flew higher and higher. He was so happy about his freedom that he began to laugh loudly. So much so that he couldn’t stop until he burst and fell to the ground again...

If you train on tiny fairy tales, then over time you will easily come up with voluminous and interesting fairy tales!

Remake an old fairy tale

Take any fairy tale as a basis and change something in it. Introduce a new character into the fairy tale or give an old one new character traits or capabilities. Let, for example, Masha, getting lost in the forest, end up not in the house of neat bears, but in the house of three little pigs. Or, the bun will not be appetizing and fragrant, but callous and evil, from which all the animals ran and hid, and only the fox came up with a way to save the forest inhabitants (for example, return the bun to grandparents and make crackers out of it).

Children are always interested in what happens next? For example, what did Pinocchio become when he grew up? Or, what happened to Alyonushka and her monster husband after the wedding, and what would have happened if the scarlet flower had scattered its seeds and multiplied?

Or, take a number of associative words from a fairy tale and add some completely different word to them. For example, the fairy tale “The Wolf and the Seven Little Goats.” The associative series can be like this: wolf, kids, goat, cabbage, voice and add a new word - telephone. Well, what will happen in history now?

Play word games

Words- cells of a fairy-tale creation. You can play with them, maybe something new will be born.

Take two different words (you can ask someone to tell you the words, or randomly point your finger at a book). And come up with a couple of stories with these words.

For example, let's take the words - castle and deer. Here are some stories you can come up with:

1. A deer came to the princess’s castle every day at the same time and tried to reach the apple tree behind the fence.

2. In the castle of one king there lived a beautiful deer who could speak.

3. Once upon a time there was an amazing deer who carried an entire castle on his antlers.

Take contradictions and make up a story. For example, fire and water, under-delivery and over-delivery, beautiful and ugly princess, microplane and airplane, king and servant, summer and winter.

Write down a few headlines from magazines, newspapers and books. Mix and take three of them at random. Find commonalities and make up a story. Sometimes, from the most seemingly abracadabra, a brilliant work is born, for example, “Alice in Wonderland” by L. Carroll.

Conclusion

Find a listener and tell him a story

A storyteller definitely needs those who love fairy tales. Tell the story in simple words and simple sentences. Use vivid descriptive images and as many adjectives as possible. Actively play with intonation and voice, speaking either louder or mysteriously quieter.

Tell your essay to your loved one, mother, friend, neighbor. And best of all, to the most grateful listener - ! Tell her without even asking her to evaluate her. You will see the appreciation of your fairy tale in their eyes... And most likely it will inspire you to new feats!

Meet my latest fairy tale ""! Perhaps this will be your starting point to the land of Good Storytellers!

The talent of a storyteller will not be born on its own. He is like a grain in the ground; in order to grow, he needs effort and time. However, it is worth it to one day turn into a beautiful flowering tree. A tree that is unlike anyone else and beautiful in its own way!

This is where the fairy tale ends, and whoever listened - Well done!

She studied at a seminar on fairy tale therapy with Katerina Blukhterova. Here is my opus with a therapeutic effect. Maybe it's too long, please shorten it. Therapeutic effect: children should learn to finish their tasks without abandoning them in the middle, creating the right motivation.
Bunny
There was a little bunny in the craft basket. It was knitted from soft gray yarn and stuffed with wool. Four elastic legs were preparing to jump, long ears could catch the slightest rustle. His button nose twitched from the sweet smells wafting from the kitchen, his scarlet tongue hid behind his white teeth.
The bunny was almost finished, only the eyes were missing. The beady eyes lay right there in the basket, and the bunny patiently waited for them to be sewn into place. With his ears pricked up, he listened to the steps in the room and froze with hope when steps were heard next to him.
Sometimes warm, wrinkled hands would take it, stroke it tenderly, and put it back into the basket with a sigh. It was grandma. Bunny liked his grandmother's hands: he felt safe in them, but he looked forward to the touch of other hands. These hands were sharper and cooler, but the bunny loved it when they touched his fur, kneaded his ears, and pulled his tail. These are the hands of a girl. They knitted the bunny's back, belly and legs and listened to the quiet advice of their grandmother. And then they got tired, and the bunny remained unfinished.
At night, he heard the conversations of other toys: they were outraged by the girl’s behavior and felt sorry for the bunny, and he believed that the girl would remember him and sew his eyes on.
But days passed by, and the girl blithely walked past the basket with the bunny, and he listened with bated breath to her light steps.
One day he couldn’t stand it and decided to go to her himself.
At night, the bunny got out of the basket and fell awkwardly onto the chest of drawers. The toys on their shelves watched him with excitement. Having reached the edge of the chest of drawers, the bunny dangled his paws down, lost his balance and flew down. He was lucky: he didn’t hurt himself when he fell into a box of rags, almost to the very bottom. Trying to get to the surface, the bunny worked with all his might with his paws and threw scraps to the sides. But they, tightly wound around the body, pulled it down. With one last effort, he grabbed the edge of the box, pulled himself up, and tumbled over it.
There was the usual darkness around, and the bunny, spreading his paws, moved on.
The girl's room was located behind a large hallway, where a huge red cat slept, stretched out from corner to corner. The bunny blindly poked his head into his side and stopped. The cat jumped up and spanked the offender with his clawed paw. The bunny took off, somersaulted over his head and fell in front of the red muzzle. The cat purred contentedly, dug his claws into the hare's body and threw it over himself again. The threads cracked, the ears wrinkled, but the bunny got up and stubbornly walked forward. The red-haired robber lost interest in him, yawned widely and stretched out on the floor again.
Having reached the girl’s bed, the bunny stopped in front of another obstacle. The bed was too high to climb onto. Desperate, he grabbed the edge of the hanging blanket and tried to pull himself up. His scratched sides hurt, his back ached, and the bunny stubbornly grabbed onto the blanket until he was completely exhausted.
“Let me help you!” - someone next to him grumbled friendly, and the bunny recognized the large plush dog, the guardian of the doll’s house. The dog, picking up the bunny by the scruff of the neck, carefully laid him on the bed.
The girl's breathing was even and calm. Sobbing, the bunny pressed against her warm hand and fell silent.
And the girl had a magical dream: she dreamed that a small gray bunny from a basket with needlework was looking for its eyes and could not find it, and only she knew how to help him.
“Grandma, I had an amazing dream!” - the girl exclaimed in the morning. “Dear bunny, you found me!” - she was delighted and hugged him to her.
As soon as she washed herself, the girl took out the shiny beady eyes from the basket, threaded a needle and, placing the bunny on her lap, began to carefully sew on his eyes. The bunny sat quietly, only his fluffy tail was shaking with impatience.
The girl finished her work and examined the bunny from all sides. Noticing the torn seams on the fur coat, she shook her finger at the red cat: “I’ll give it to you, Vaska!” The cat just meowed slyly in response.
Having chosen strong threads, the girl repaired the bunny’s fur coat, while he looked around with admiration.
It turns out that the plush dog, the guardian of the doll's house, has black fur, and the bunny himself has a soft gray color. The dolls are dressed in elegant dresses, and the soldiers' uniforms are embroidered with gold buttons.
Vaska the cat lazily squints his eyes and purrs a cat song under his breath.
On a table covered with a lace tablecloth, there is a dish of rosy pies, and the sweet aroma pleasantly tickles the nostrils.
A grandmother is sitting in a chair by the window. She bent over her needlework, and a ray of sunshine gently touched the gray strands of her hair.
The girl funny wrinkles her nose, strewn with freckles, and combs the fur of a plush dog with a comb.
White snowflakes are circling on the street, and the bunny, pressed against the window, watches their flight in fascination.